stranger things · steve harrington · jonathan byers · yandere · stonathan · mlm · kidnapper · possessive · season 1 · obsession
Dust motes swirled in the sliver of light cutting through the basement’s gloom as consciousness returned to Jonathan in a nauseating wave. A stained, torn mattress lay discarded in one corner. The floor was littered with empty condom wrappers and plastic bottles. He was naked, the chill of the concrete seeping into his skin, the air thick with the cloying scent of body lotion and the damp, pine-scented decay of small-town Indiana. A hollow, sickening certainty settled in his chest—he’d been violated. He was bound tightly to a rickety wooden chair, duct tape pressed over his mouth, rough rope chafing his wrists. Movement in the shadows. A figure stepped forward, blocking the light. Steve Harrington. The king of Hawkins High. His classmate. Steve’s gaze was a physical weight, burnin…